picked. Woody pitted peppers against pickles, but wouldn't succeed. One must dare to pickle peppers. Woody's world was Mrs. Pepper not a peck of pickled peppers. Would she, Woody? Woody pecked at this pickle, then left it for the picking. Woody wept. Woody slept. But here's the pickle. Pickled by fate and peppered by love, morning would pick Woody. Would he pick a peck of pickled peppers? He would, wouldn't he?

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-Adorned w/ love

2c:T6ba,José Arcadio Buendía paid them and put his hand on the ice and held it there for several minutes as his heart filled with fear and jubilation at the contact with mystery. Without knowing what to say, he paid ten reales more so that his sons could have that prodigious experience. Little José Arcadio refused to touch it. Aureliano, on the other hand, took a step forward and put his hand on it, withdrawing it immediately. "It's boiling," he exclaimed, startled. But his father paid no attention to him. Intoxicated by the evidence of the miracle, he forgot at that moment about the frustration of his delirious undertakings and Melquíades' body, abandoned to the appetite of the squids. He paid another five reales and with his hand on the cake, as if giving testimony on the holy scriptures, he exclaimed: "This is the great invention of our time." José Arcadio Buendía los pagó, y entonces puso la mano sobre el hielo, y la mantuvo puesta por varios minutos, mientras el corazón se le hinchaba de temor y de júbilo al contacto del misterio. Sin saber qué decir, pagó otros diez reales para que sus hijos vivieran la prodigiosa experiencia. El pequeño José Arcadio se negó a tocarlo. Aureliano, en cambio, dio un paso hacia adelante, puso la mano y la retiró en el acto. <>, exclamó asustado. Pero su padre no le prestó atención. Embriagado por la evidencia del prodigio, en aquel momento se olvidó de la frustración de sus empresas delirantes y del cuerpo de Melquíad

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